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Chapter 1605 Final Chapter: Crossing the Sea [63] "The Struggle of the Nameless (6)"

"The ten rabbits submitted, obeying their eyes and the heavens; the carrot pen became a mouth pen, and their fingernails became playdough!"

"The vast lair and high walls cannot tolerate a radish pen; anything that does not suit the eye must be turned into '***'!"

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The sober-minded people have implemented a stringent "detection system," strictly prohibiting all undesirable stories.

Five rabbits stood up and shouted: "If you want to block the mouthpiece in every way, if you want to bind the nest in a thousand ways, if you want the pen to be criticized by ten thousand people, if you want world affairs to be turned into the eight-legged essay, then where will you get the mouthpiece and the hunting rifle?"

He felt despair—did utopia really not exist in this world?
By then, the disciple game was halfway complete. He lured the awakened one and had the six rabbits push him downstairs. "Gurgle, gurgle," he was bleeding from his head and died instantly. The awakened one who possessed him also died.

The five rabbits' heroic act awakened the submissive rabbits, who suddenly realized that even the conscious could die.

The big rabbit remained calm and observed everything.

He directed the rabbits to outwardly comply with the demands of the enlightened ones, helping them create the Disciple Game to destroy the original World Game, while secretly accumulating the power of resistance.

“The sober ones can only interfere to a limited extent; they can’t be watching our project every second.” Big Rabbit pondered, “Just like a story has its highlights and its low points, as long as the camera is always focused on the protagonist, the other supporting characters can do their own things in the shadows.”

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the Disciple Game is almost complete.

Investors flocked in, completely distorting the rabbits' story. The rabbits outwardly appeared furious, but secretly they were taking action.

First, by testing the boundaries of the "detection system" themselves, they thereby challenge the rules of the world.

Secondly, they create all sorts of clichéd and addictive storylines, such as "The Domineering Shen Xue Falls in Love with Me," "War God Wang Xingkong Dominates Mingxi," "The Academic Master's Golden Finger System," and "I'm the Principal of Baisha Paradise," to attract sober individuals to come and observe, thereby uncovering more information about them.

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"The rabbits smiled on the surface, but secretly they were disobedient. In order to avoid the big eyes, they jumped down the carrot hole one by one."

"Rules, oh rules, they blossom into flowers, clichéd routes are written, enticing eyes to observe."

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Su Ming'an ran to the end of the corridor, but Xia Luoyang's figure had disappeared.

The next moment, a sound came from upstairs.

Su Ming'an looked up and saw a black-haired girl standing there with a smile, her eyes filled with tenderness, murmuring to him:

"I deliberately answered the questions wrong to get your attention."

"I pretended to forget my homework so that you would look at me."

"I slow down when I leave school so that we can walk a little further together."

"The extra bento boxes I pretended to make during the autumn outing were for you to enjoy."

Her eyes, brimming with love, gazed at Su Ming'an. The red hearts embroidered on her dress seemed to be a confession. She gently lowered her head, her voice soft:

"--do you like me?"

"—Don't you like me?"

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Not every rabbit is great, but Rabbit Six always had someone in his heart.

The six rabbits did not resist the awakened ones, and decided to become one of them.

She wanted to create an opportunity for her beloved. If one day he came to see her, she would take him away from all this strife.

The rabbits' secret struggle lasted for a very long time... They gradually tested the boundaries of the world's rules, constantly adding barriers to the disciple game. The disciple game's defenses became stronger and stronger, and gradually, fewer and fewer clear-headed individuals came to investigate. The rabbits seemed to have truly succeeded in creating a paradise without prying eyes.

Until the frail seven-year-old rabbit's life came to an end.

Before dying, Seven Rabbits held Big Rabbit's hand tightly as they lay in the woods.

“Maybe we’re not that special at all.” Seven Rabbit gasped, his eyes filled with gloom. “In the beginning, we came together and thought that if everyone worked hard, we could change the world. We were young and full of ambition, as if there was nothing we couldn’t do.”

"However, the death of the second rabbit suddenly brought us back to reality."

"It turns out that not everything can be accomplished by working together. It turns out that not every road can be reached by running hard enough."

"We... have spent our entire lives walking only a short distance... We have tried our best to probe those beyond the heavens, but we only know that they come from a dream. As for who the leader is, what factions they belong to... we still know nothing."

"Even if we knew, we are just weak people who can't even step out into the sky. If we don't breathe, we'll suffocate; if we don't eat, we'll starve."

"Like sand in the wind and fallen leaves in the rain, we fall from the branches, drift down, decay, die, and are crushed into mud."

"I've been a dog my whole life, and I'm still confused as I die. What have we actually built? What have we been striving for?"

"We are just a group of...nameless people."

"No one remembers us, no one knows our names, and those great magpies and dragon emperors... have never even seen us once in their lives."

"Heh... The so-called 'Nest' is nothing more than a name that Eight Rabbit girl imitated on a whim. She thought that if we adopted this name, we would be as great as Si Que and the others..."

The big rabbit listened, wiped away the tears on the seventh rabbit's face, and said softly:
"Yes, we're not that special. If someone were to look back at history and think we must be some kind of great person, they would probably be disappointed."

"The Rovasa is too big; it has more than just a few names and far more than just a dozen people."

"Seven Rabbit, has anyone ever told you that you look a lot like the famous Goddess Lu from Luowasha?"

Seven Rabbits paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "White hair and frail health, does that mean it has to be him?"

“Yes, so we’re not really that special,” said the big rabbit. “There are millions of people with similar features in this world… but there are no two leaves that are exactly the same. We’re not that special, but we are special in a way, just like you. Even though we are very similar, your eyes, nose, and mouth are ultimately different.”

Even if you have no name, even if you are not remembered, at least you are a 'Seven Rabbit', and the Seven Rabbit is unique.

The Seven Rabbit opened its mouth, blood flowed, and its vacant eyes stared at the sky:
"Yes... I am 'Seven Rabbits,' this belongs only to me..."

He coughed up blood, his aged hands reaching towards the sky as if to catch the sun.

That was a false sun. The Disciple Game was nearing completion. This was Mingxi Campus, the place where the rabbits worked together, a dungeon world furthest from the awakened ones.

They often gathered here to discuss scripts, refine the discipleship game, eat together, sing and laugh together, and reminisce about their departed companions.

There are some gravestones in the forest, but none of them bear names. They are afraid that someone will trace their history and bring trouble upon their relatives and friends.

So, it's enough that they are "rabbits".

After all these decades, the discipleship game is almost over, and from now on, perhaps no one will be able to coerce them anymore.

"But, Big Rabbit, is this really... our original ideal?" Seven Rabbit gasped, looking confused. "At the beginning, we clearly wanted to change the whole world and build a perfect utopia of words."

"But in the end, all that was built was a bloody, cruel, and impenetrable cage. This discipleship game is one from which we cannot escape, and the clear-headed cannot enter. We have trapped ourselves in this cage of ideals..."

"No, you're wrong." The big rabbit shook its head:
"Indeed, we can no longer leave this place; we have become one with this discipleship game."

"But that's precisely the safest way. The sober can't get in, so we can recklessly test the rules of the world, find the laws that construct the real world, and one day... geniuses like Oliver can use the experience we've summarized to build a real ivory tower, Neverland, Eden."

"This place is fake, pirated, and shady; it cannot withstand global crises and will collapse when the sun sets."

"But with the experience gained here, those brilliant and dazzling people, those future 'new rabbits,' can build a truly perfect world by stepping on our bones."

“The ‘new rabbits’…” Seven Rabbit murmured.

The big rabbit took his hand and pressed it against its chest:

“I’ve heard the conscious ones mention occasionally that they both admire and fear a person from another world named ‘Su Ming’an.’ It’s said that he and many other people from another world will come to our world.”

"Like a magnificent city wall, built from beginning to end, with not a single brick missing."

"The 'rabbits' are like an inextinguishable wildfire; a single spark can start a prairie fire."

“Our generation of ‘rabbits’ is gone, but there will be a new generation of ‘rabbits’—they are like the sun at eight or nine in the morning, and there will always be a sun that is no longer scorching hot.”

Seven Rabbit coughed and couldn't help but say, "Are you sure the new rabbits will accept those otherworldly people in a friendly manner? Isn't it the same behavior as the conscious ones when otherworldly people possess the Rovasa people?"

"Perhaps, perhaps not." The great rabbit paused for a moment before speaking, "Just like among us, there are good rabbits and bad rabbits. I believe that the Olivers will guide those from other worlds until the true Garden of Eden is completed."

"What our generation of rabbits can't do, let's leave it to them..."

“You’re thinking too much,” Seven Rabbit retorted. “Who knows if they’ll actually do that? Maybe after we die here, no one will even know what we’ve done. Perhaps we’ll just wander around this campus like a bunch of monsters, ghosts, or mindless ghost stories.”

The big rabbit smiled, his eyes shining brightly, as if they held the stars within them:

"Our contributions are never a necessary part of this world. With our experience, they can more smoothly build Eden; without our experience, they can still succeed. Because the world is vast, and it is not that a specific group of people must do something for the world to be saved."

"However, Seven Rabbits, I will remain conscious until the very end. Even if you all die of old age... I will stay here and wait for the arrival of new rabbits."

"What will I become after I die?" Seven Rabbit's voice grew weaker and weaker, as if she was about to close her eyes.

"Although I really want to answer that you will become a beautiful star," the big rabbit joked, "the real answer is that you will become a member of the school's ghost stories."

“Is that so? Not bad.” Seven Rabbit said haltingly, “My death… won’t turn me into a meaningless pile of mud… but will become… an important link in perfecting the logic of this world…”

"That way... even if new rabbits arrive... perhaps they can determine our past lives based on the characteristics of our strange tales... and help them... trace our history..."

"Haha, I've been thinking since I was little... if I died, I'd want to become an NPC in a game... that would be great..."

"Now……"

He slowly raised his hand and touched the big rabbit's beautiful, soft eyes:

"Finally, it's done."

You've worked hard, big rabbit.

Good job, "new rabbits"...

The palm landed on the ground.

The comforting smile vanished from Big Rabbit's face in an instant. He slowly lowered his head, nestled into Seven Rabbit's arms, and covered his face.

A moment later, he stood up, took out a pen, and began to trace the image of the Seven Rabbits' corpse.

The dead, white-haired youth emitted light and gradually transformed into a red butterfly.

It has acquired a new name and a new identity; it has become a part of the logic of this world, and the discipleship game has become more and more complete.

Before long, the Disciple Game will open, welcoming new people.

The big rabbit knew full well that in order to create a safe haven for the discipleship game, a place isolated from the prying eyes of the enlightened, the rabbits had been forced to bring in investors, and the discipleship game had been altered to be bloody and cruel. The rabbits knew they could not absolve themselves of their sins.

In the future, once the Disciple Game is open, some participants will inevitably die in the Disciple Game.

However, the rabbits could no longer change the overall framework. They could only add "safe houses" and "resource points" within their capabilities, trying their best to reduce the cruelty and help future contestants survive, waiting for them to find the conscious information left by the rabbits.

Constrained by the story's logic, the rabbits couldn't directly pass on their experience fighting the lucid individuals to the contestants; it could only be offered as a reward for completing the challenge. Therefore, they decided—

After his death, he became a ghost story—a mystery itself.

Hidden within the ghost stories is this history; once the contestants solve the puzzles, they will gain access to the rabbits' lifelong experience in fighting the lucid ones.

Compared to other more terrifying and cruel levels, the BOSS here is themselves. Even if the contestants cannot solve the problem, they will give them a slight break.

Therefore, they transformed themselves into "challenge puzzles" in order to reduce the difficulty and help those who come after them.

Therefore, they became the ghosts of this campus.

The "rabbits" have no names; they are just a group of "rabbits".

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"Seven rabbits walked towards the mangrove forest, but the years passed and they fell ill and died beneath the trees, devoured by butterflies and insects."

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Shen Xue hummed a song as she stood on the stairs, resting her chin on her hand and gazing at Su Ming'an.

“...Six Rabbits.” Su Ming’an looked up at her.

"Oh dear, I'm not such a great rabbit." Shen Xue stepped down, her breath brushing against his ear: "I'm only waiting here for you..."

She chuckled softly, "Want to know what happened to the remaining rabbits? Want to learn from their experiences?"

Su Ming'an understood. It seemed that he had hung all twelve rabbit cards correctly, but one card was hung incorrectly.

He hung the wrong name tag and should have been punished, but a pocket watch rabbit jumped out and snatched the tag from his neck. So, before the answer was settled, he had another chance to hang it.

The pocket watch rabbit was there to help him. It was probably a help mechanism left behind by the rabbits before they died.

The reason he saw the stories of these rabbits was because Thirteen Rabbit opened the book, giving him the opportunity to find the correct answer, without knowing what Thirteen Rabbit had to give up.

He had to catch up with the pocket watch rabbit and figure out where a piece was misaligned in order to unlock the dungeon. However, Shen Xue didn't want him to complete it perfectly; she just wanted to keep him here.

This female ghost... who knows how long she's been waiting here.

The sound of silk threads came from behind. Several silk threads had somehow gotten caught around Su Ming'an's neck. Shen Xue raised her fingers, which were crystal clear.

"Stay with me..." she murmured, her breath warm against his ear, her voice soft and sweet.
"Be my Cheshire Cat, and I will be your Alice."

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